I got the milk out, promising myself to get some more later. I only had a gallon in the refrigerator.The ladies discovered the entertainment center I ...had set up last night, and Courtney was going through my selection of tapes and DVD's to see what was there. I didn't have them in any particular order as yet.It was later that morning that I received another call through 'call forwarding'. It was from my controller, Theodore Whisper. While he didn't know exactly where I was, since the call was. His assignment was to film the General fucking the American pilot, but his film school background kept drawing his attention back to the abused body of the American woman. She seemed to radiate pain and suffering, so much more than her smaller companion. He wished that he had chosen the big blonde earlier, but then he remembered the warm, tight feeling of the brunette's cunt and the soft, sweaty feeling of her skin under his hands. He smiled as he remembered the way her body had shaken as he. “I made that stupid remark, when he was under the gun. What I really should have done was take the thugs gun, then killed him right there. I could have faked the gunman’s suicide.” I said.“So, next time you will get it right,” Janet said.“If I get it right, I’ll have the Super Pimp kill him,” I said.Janet got out of bed and wrote all night while I slept all night. At six in the morning I stepped into the bathroom and heard her computer beeping. She looked exhausted, but she didn’t want to. Her blonde hair had been trimmed recently but it still touched the top of her shoulders. “Evening Richard..always so handsome”, shrieked Lucy as she arrived with Roger in tow. “Watch it..whore”, cried Andrea, “I’ll rip your eyes out if you make a pass at Richard.“Suck my cock Andrea”, Roger interjected.“Oh …Roger…get Richard to suck your cock”, shrieked Lucy once again. Richard and I already showed bulges in the front of our trousers. I unzipped and pulled out my cock. Roger did the same. Both.